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I Write; A Challenge From Chris Mills

Holding degrees in philosophy and Law. Formal studies or certificates or degrees in business, theology, insurance and security. Ex-preacher.

Two Buddies for a Ride

Dad and I somewhere in the Pacific Northwest.

Dad and I somewhere in the Pacific Northwest.

The Romance?

I write. Writing is all I do? So many these days find it hard to do what they do. To write is my calling. A hand writing to a friend. A sermon. Writing for work. Writing for pleasure. There is the problem which is the opposite for others. My writing is my sanctuary. I do not hide from writing, I write. I hide from the World by writing. People laugh at me because I am a writer. Perhaps correctly so as I live in a writing place. But saying you are a writer is like saying you will be president. Funny to most and please hold that thought.

Oh for sure I am a doting and commanding parent. In ripe age I am still a student. In ripe age I am a father to a 10 year old and a wife pleasing dad. Yet it is in this stage, I am writing. I like the idea of a muse but I have a bug. I hide in isolation so I can write. I escape from the world I should live in to converse with the directors of writing. Maybe you do it a little with photography or gardening. How about painting making your home “just so”. I try to get out of the way and let my wife do “her thing” she deserves the space like she gives me.

One of the hardest tasks in life is letting others get their own “groove on”. I am awesome at being the producer, Director, Screenplay writer and leading actor. How unfulfilling that is. But leaning back and letting someone else run their own rig through the ways of life is fulfilling and wonderful. My muse tells me to lighten up, take a backseat and stop trying to control her and others.

Oh the brutality. I am so important that you should do things just the way I see it. Balderdash I say. When it is time for me to give unsolicited advise my wife gives a nod and a wink and sends me to my corner to write. Alright sometimes she tells me to weed or take out the garbage. Thank God for soulmates. Nothing better than taking out the garbage on a star studded night with just a hint of moon.

Can you even imagine I just wrote about something like taking out garbage? I have some serious issues.

They Are Starting to Unwind

Get Them Chores Done Boy So You Can Play

Just a bit of shoveling to do.

Just a bit of shoveling to do.


Back to writing and inspiration. It seems I just spilled the beans. From what I gather we are supposed to be inspired to write. Or at least something like that. I am the thing that sticks when you spill the beans. I write to inspire myself. It would make me wonder if that makes sense. Do not get me wrong. Sometimes I just have to sit down and write, like it or not it is a “job” that I take seriously. But hey I have to force myself sometimes to take a shower or go for a walk in nature. Odd, as I like them both. Is that depression I wonder? You figure it out as I am busy writing.

So that muse thing has me baffled a bit. It almost seems like the muse does not make me write or give me something to write about. Too often that is just the hard work. But the muse is more like a deal where I feel better about writing and what I wrote. Sometimes I just do not feel all that good. I look at things negatively. I have a real tendency to be overly self critical. Can it be cloudy on an uncloudy day? Well in my world it can. There are outstanding painters that painted when they hated themselves. You can see it in their art. And yet years later the painting comes out of the attic and is acclaimed. I wonder if my poetry should leave the closet more. Perhaps the muse will decide for me and I can shirk my responsibility of sharing to acclaim or ridicule.

Oh Lordy I was out trimming my roses just yesterday. I started to feel like I was doing it all wrong and they would be ugly. And so when I woke up this morning and inspected, well they were ugly. I was afraid to shape and cut too much off. No, not a failure, just a failed attempt. I think I just did and did not try. Makes sense to me.

I have got to go “weed”. Don’t want to, but you cannot be a good weeder when you do not weed. Perhaps I do too much weeding in my garden of writing. Do you do too much weeding in your garden of your creativity? Let you be the planter and me be the weeder, I will let you know what needs to be pulled.

Just Our Little Farm

Too long past.

Too long past.

Someone Told Me Long Ago

A Sunny Day

Oh boy, I have found so many things to do. Other than do what I must. I just sat down here to write some more but my muse is telling me what chores I must do before the voices telling me what to do will shut up. And who would think life could be that simple yet so darned complicated in our God given little brains. Yes at this moment I am resisting doing the work that I have got to do, and my muse is likewise resisting my creativity. Just guess who always wins this battle.

Inner voices are not muses or overcoming resistance. They are a pain in the butt.

My wife was just, not happy, with me. Why did that bother me more than me not being happy with me? I think I will just go get frozen and think about that. Or hey! I could just do the work I was given to do. Strange but it works out better when I do the work and get criticized than when I don’t do the work and get criticized for that. That seems more normal than not but I still procrastinate.

Yahoo I am back. It really is too hot for me to work outside. And enough with cleaning the spice containers and rack. I now have other things to do like nap. Ok off to the clothes donation place. Maybe that tool shelf in the garage needs that brace hammered in and the voting ballot needs to be looked at for the tenth time. Maybe I should look at the news. Ok?

I did the brace and donation deal and cooked a crazy kid meal for lunch. Did you know you can put all the needed vegetables in a vegan hotdog deal? This world is wild.

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My muse is licking his chops he now owns me. Piano practice and class for the boy and it is my wife’s phone time.

So what brilliance do I have to impart. It is so cool, I get to write and you get to decide. My muse and I would enjoy some nasty harsh criticism, something for us to mull over together, you know that bonding over adversity stuff.

Me, I am smoking that great big cigar with a snifter of brandy and a huge library of books and Beethoven playing and working on my novel. OK none of that is true. Not one bit. But a muse can take you anywhere.

I never make a point but the point is this; Oops I don’t know. I have to work at getting my monkey brain satisfied and then I can sit down and enjoy my friends, muse and writing. Can you believe it? I just finished this. A mystery.


Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 21, 2020:

Thank you Lorna. Give me 3 days without writing and I am less that clear headed, I need it.

Lorna Lamon on October 20, 2020:

Your thought processes make me breathless Eric, however, when I reign them in they make perfect sense to me. Writing helps me to clear my mind which makes space for a peaceful heart. Your attitude to life is infectious Eric, so keep on writing and inspiring us.

Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 20, 2020:

Thank you Nithya. I am working on one for publication. I just have to decide to do it.

Nithya Venkat from Dubai on October 19, 2020:

I hope your muse inspires you whenever you sit down to write. Listening to mind chatter and focusing on writing is tough. I strongly feel your poetry should leave the closet a lot more. Looking forward to reading your poems.

Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 18, 2020:

Dora it is a ritual. Sometimes my boy even comes with me. We look up and wonder about heaven.

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on October 18, 2020:

"Nothing better than taking out the garbage on a star studded night with just a hint of moon." Eric, you had to experience that to express it so well. Or, it maybe that you're just a good writer. Either way, you're good.

Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 18, 2020:

Thanks much Chrish. I reckon trying is our biggest duty to all, especially our selves.

Chrish Canosa from Manila Philippines on October 18, 2020:

I can relate. " You cannot be a good weeder when you do not weed " same as

You'll never know if you never try.

Is that your son? His sooooo cute!!!!

Inner voices is indeed a worst pain.but surprise!!! Our little brain can undo it all what ever it is no matter how thunderous. I love when I come to think of it how BRAVE we are in such situation just amazing! Why would I bother if they didn't get me I my self couldn't even get me. I mean we know this lines haha. This is an awesome article !!! Thanks a bunge for sharing it with us ;-) I hope you have a fantastic day.

Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 18, 2020:

Flourish I thank you for leaving a comment.

Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 18, 2020:

Thanks much Sannyasi.

FlourishAnyway from USA on October 18, 2020:

I hope you are able to go when the pandemic subsides.

Sannyasi Raja from Durgapur, West Bengal, India on October 18, 2020:

The challenge was good, so was your writing.

Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 17, 2020:

Linda I am just as lucky as can be. My muse is my refuge. Yes I suppose you are right he is an old uncle. Long passed. Never thought of that. I suggest to myself to write about him. Thank you.

Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 17, 2020:

My friend Bill it was fun. Can a chat with a dear friend be "productive"? I reckon you are just a teacher that helps us spread our wings and fly.

Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 17, 2020:

Bill I really like how you wrote that today. Playing with a sermon about bi-polar. That wild ride we all take to take to a degree. Give me an "E" ticket.

Linda Lum from Washington State, USA on October 17, 2020:

Eric, sometimes the Muse (your's is an old man?) gets in the way of life, or is it the other way around? If only I could write but chores and family get in the way. Or perhaps they are the Muse?

Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 17, 2020:

Pamela I love that. I walked out of my office yesterday. My son was giggling at me. I asked him why and he said it was because I was laughing. Now I was just writing about myself. Perhaps the best laughter.

Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 17, 2020:

Ann you always brighten my day with your comments. You are a blessing in my life. Thanks. I wonder just what is in charge of our style. I get motivation but not that yet.

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on October 17, 2020:

Totally enjoyable talk last night, buddy. Let's do it again, eh?

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on October 17, 2020:

A trip inside your brain is like a trip to the Amusement Park, my friend, and every single ride is the joy of a lifetime, but it's like they keep taking out the old rides and bringing in new rides, and you never really know what ride you will be on when the lever is pulled.

Yep, you are a writer!

Ruby Jean Richert from Southern Illinois on October 17, 2020:

Oh Eric, you made me laugh out loud. You nutty nut! I understood every word you wrote. I guess that makes me a nut too? My muse called me from Fla. and gave me an idea. I guess she misses me. Keep on doing what you do. Peace my friend.

Ann Carr from SW England on October 17, 2020:

This is such a great chain of thought, Eric. Jobs, distractions or muse? Tough decision but at least the muse can work whilst you do other things. Got to translate to the page sometime though!

Your muse is obviously alive and well. She entertains us in your own inimitable style!

Thanks for the peek inside your thoughts - quite a roller-coaster!


Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 17, 2020:

Devika I feel it is like we write together. I have so enjoyed you relating your life moving to Dubrovnik. Your style is unique and it influences my writing. That is a pretty tight bond.

Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 17, 2020:

Shafcat it is a pleasure for me to write these kind of pieces. I tried to stay true. Thank you for reading and commenting.

Devika Primić from Dubrovnik, Croatia on October 17, 2020:

Eric you are a great writer. Your life has been thus far and amazing adventure

Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 17, 2020:

Thank you John,

You and Chris are quite inspirational. I am working on a thought that people are our hidden angel muses. Like your books and your chicken series and of course now with that wonderful porch of yours.

Shafqat M from UK on October 16, 2020:

Totally relatable to most of us here who aspire to be writers! Thanks for offering us, budding writers, insider's view on writer's journey through odds!

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on October 16, 2020:

Thank you for sharing a little piece of your writer’s mindset and some time spent with your muse. A bit different from a sermon but just as good a read. Thank you for taking up Chris’s challenge, Eric,

Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 16, 2020:

Flourish a friend asked me to go with him to a foreign quite southern land. I am mulling it over. He said that I needed it as my pen was running dry. Hmm maybe time for more to refill my lantern.

Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 16, 2020:

Pamela I love a good cigar, when you smoke it ten feet away. The last time I was handcuffed they took my brandy away ;-) Too many stories to tell about back rooms. I hope you enjoyed my playful musings.

Eric Dierker (author) from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 16, 2020:

Millicent. And so my day goes. My friend told me to keep writing about it because his much the same. Blessings.

FlourishAnyway from USA on October 16, 2020:

The thing I like about writing is that you can be anyone you want to be, just like that cigar smoking brandy drinking persona you almost were there.

Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on October 16, 2020:

Do we alwys have to impart brillance? Maybe sometimes we can just imparte some simple thoughts. I don;t wnt the cigar, but just a simple thought of love and the care you always show for your fellow hubbers.

Millicent Okello from Nairobi, Kenya on October 16, 2020:

Hi Eric.

Wow beautiful writing you have there. I didn't expect it to end in that way.

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